"The Adventures of Professor Proton, Jr: The Proton Express…"

Summary: In my first longer Proton Jr tale, can Prof Proton Jr. aka mild-mannered Sheldon Cooper and Dr. Amy aka Amy F. Fowler save the world at Christmas…And can Proton Jr. keep that blond sob of an engineering genius Tom Swift, Jr. away from his girl?

Equally important…Should Cameragirl Penny allow this thing to appear on her acting credits or just accept that all hope of a professional career is gone and just enjoy while peddling her drugs?

Disclaimer: All is Chuck's…

Part L…

"The alien vessel's coming in…" a technician reported from his console on the Sky Queen's flight bridge. "Impact in one minute…She's coming in fast and hard."

"All right…Stand by, everyone." Dr. Swift noted.

"Can we slow it down?" Sterling turned to him. "Can we use the ship's repelatrons?"

"Too late. Besides, we tried using them to deflect while it was still in space from our space platform. The craft seems unaffected, meaning the hull is of materials unknown to…"

"Twenty seconds…!"

"There!" Sterling pointed as the huge craft roared down past, all staring in astonishment out the view port as the vessel came to a near halt.

"Shock wave! Brace for impact!" Sterling cried, as the huge plane was buffeted.

Below, on the ocean's surface, standing on the hull of the Ocean Arrow's remaining compartment, Bud Barclay looked to see the huge object glowing red hot then suddenly almost hovering and delicately dropping into the sea, with huge cloud of steam.

Whoa! He dived for the open topside hatch, closing it behind him as a massive wave swamped the section.

…

"Impact! We have impact!" a technician abroad the Lermontov cried…The Commander and Number One turning to him.

"Is the vessel intact?" The Commander called. "Sergei?!"

"It's gone under…Impossible to say for sure…It seems to be in one piece." The technician watching his equipment pronounced.

"Heavy turbulence from the impact! Shock wave approaching!" another technician called.

"Can…What…On…" Putinsky's image on video screen, flickering.

"All hands, brace for impact!" Number One cried into his microphone.

…

Wow…The collective crew on the Sky Queen bridge looked about at each other…

"Are we all right? Any injuries?" Dr. Swift called out, speaking into his microphone as well.

"The repelatron lifters kicked in, just enough…" Sterling noted. "We were lucky."

"Sky Queen to alien vessel…This is Dr. Thomas Swift, come in. Tom? Bernadette? Do you read, over?" Dr. Swift spoke to mike. "Ocean Arrow? Bud, do you read, over?"

"Ocean Arrow, here…" Bud's voice a bit strained. "Still in one piece but that was quite a hit. You folks ok?"

"We're fine…Any word from the alien ship?" Dr. Swift asked.

"Nothing to me. But my battery's losing power fast now."

"All right, Bud. We'll descend and drop a line to you. Stand by while we get your position. Mr. Sterling will coordinate the pick-up. Switch to SE channel 2."

"Right, let me know if you reach Bernadette and the others as soon as you can, sir."

"We will, Bud. Swift out." Dr. Swift clicking mike. "Alien vessel, this is Sky Queen, come in, over."

"Hey, Buddy-boy." Sterling on his radio. "Sit tight and we'll drop you a line."

"Ok, but let me secure my baby here. I'd like to save at least part of her." Bud replied.

"Sky Queen to alien vessel…Come in, over." Dr. Swift told his mike.

…

"All stations report! Damage control report!" Number One cried into his microphone, listening on headset.

"Commander, all stations report minimal damage." He turned to the Commander who nodded.

"Good…We survived. Let's see if our prize is still salvageable."

"Commnader? Your report…" a rather gasping, flustered Putinsky in storm gear on the bridge of his ship on videoscreen.

Comrade President? You're all wet, the Commander thought, amused.

"Comrade President, we are functional. The alien has impacted and is descending."

"You must secure it at once! Was it damaged?" Putinsky, anxiously.

"We're not certain, as yet. It appears to be in one piece." The Commander noted.

"Secure it or whatever is left, whatever must be done…That is my direct order, Commander!" furious wag of finger.

("Wagging the forefinger always conveys that sense of command…" Wil, now back in seat off set, noted to Raj who rolled eyes.)

"Aye, Mr. President." She turned from the video screen. "Rate of descent?"

"Just about 20 feet per minute…" Number One reported. "Somehow that craft came almost to a full stop just above the water. It should have been destroyed by the energy employed."

"But it wasn't…" Putinsky, hearing, leering at the Commander from the viewscreen. "Imagine the power of that craft…We must have it, as well as its contents. Whatever it costs, Commander, for nation, for Putinsky!"

For nation and whatever…She thought, eyed the perturbed Number One. "Match course and speed with the alien."

"The Swift vessel, the Sky Queen, is hovering above the area at 10000 feet." A technician reported.

"Leave Dr. Swift and the other Americans to me, recover our prize!" Putinsky cried.

…

"The ship is heading down for the sea floor, can't say if it's damaged or no…" one of the Sky Queen bridge technicians noted, eyeing her screen.

("Thanks for standing in here, Lesley." Howard noted to Lesley at her console, with headset strapped on, a "SE" Swift Enterprizes logo on her pullover suit. "Not only couldn't Toby and Bert couldn't all these parts, the Swift suit's too big for Toby."

"Glad to…There are no small parts, Wolowitz." Lesley beamed. "And it's always nice to be resurrected, even if sorta like an Orphan Black clone."

Oooh…Barry grinned at her glance. Multiple versions of ma hottie, eh? I could go for that.

"We make a good crew…" Leonard noted with grin to Penny who eyed him mock-sternly… "So long as we remember who das commander is, Number One."

"And you don't mess up those rented uniforms no matter how generous 'Dad' is." Bernadette noted sternly, smile to Mr. Jones.

Already too late, I'd say…Leonard eyed Penny. But they came through…Relatively unscathed.

Though I still can't believe Sheldon, of all people, found…

"There she is, our little sailor girl…" Amy beamed at Penelope in her mini-Russian officer's uniform, carrying her out from where she'd been dressing her during Penny and Leonard's scenes in the Lermentov mock-up.

"Oh…" Penny clasping hand to mouth. "Oh, my God…That's so neat. Great work, Sheldon." Leonard, grinning.

"Ve be the Russian naval family Hofstadter."

"Oh, my Pen-Pen…" Penny hugging Penelope who gave stern look befitting a Russian officer.

"Admiral Pen-Pen, I'd say." Leonard, saluting.

"Da. Da-Da." Penelope, nodding firmly.

"Oh, look at her." Bernadette, cooing. "Howie?"

"No, God, no…" he gagged.

"It wasn't that expensive, Howard." Sheldon noted.

"The uniform isn't what she wants." Howard, eyeing a coy Bernadette. "And you claimed to hate kids."

"Acquired taste…I like Wolokids…" she noted.

"Berny…" sigh.

"Sheldon bought it for her." Amy, proudly to Penny, cooing to Penelope as she held her…Penelope doing her best to maintain a proper stance, Amy nodding to Sheldon.

"It's amazing that you found one for her…" Howard noted to Sheldon… "And that, given your background, you bought it. Aren't you afraid Mom and Meemaw will smite you for encouraging godless communism?"

"Very funny. But they know, sort of, that communism is dead in Russia. And it's actually a modified Babylon5 uniform." Sheldon shrugged. "Lesser of two evils but I knew Penny would love it."

"And she does, oooh, thank you, Sheldon!" Penny beamed. "Ok, lets get a picture."

"Wait…Lets get this set up. Videographer?" Howard turned to Bernadette.

Het-hem. Amy, eyeing Sheldon.

HET-HEM…She repeated.

"What?"

"Sheldon?" frown.

"Oh, all right." He sighed. "Amy suggested it first. But it was my idea to utterly kill any godless commie mojo by using a Babylon 5 uniform for kids for the template…Ebay. Then we just modified a little." Sheldon noted.

"But you hate Babylon 5." Howard noted.

"Less than Meemaw and my mother hate the godless commies even if they accept technically they're gone."

"You ok?" Amy, by a teary Penny clasping Penelope.

"Oh, sure…Thanks, bestie." Patting her arm. "You've been a good friend and this was so sweet." Glance to Leonard…Hmmn?

Ok? Her stare.

Up to you. His return…

Yeah…Gotta share with me bestie.

"We'll be needing you to tell us where you two got it." Penny noted. "We gonna be needing another one." Coy smile.)